Tag Archives: Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

Behind the Garden Shed

I knew a family of imps when I was a kid Lived behind the garden shed My folks never saw them Cos whenever they looked the imps promptly hid I’d talk to them often though they’d rather play Games vicious … Continue reading

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Mr McGoo

Mr McGoo supped too much brew It’s true, phew, he hadn’t a clue He slumped on the pew with only one shoe Ignored all the fuss, looking askew Till sobered anew Written from Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Anew in 31 … Continue reading

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General Genres on the Menu

I am an avid reader I eat books as another eats a feast Though wary I am of the English Bard His Complete Works is a beast On Christyesque Whodunnits I like to snack Thrillers and Political Espionage might fill … Continue reading

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The Lady’s Maid

Up before the family stirs, rooms to clean, beds to turn, slops to empty, floors to wipe, rugs to lift and outside shake, grates and irons to clean, fires to lay in hearths and stoves, doors to answer, gloves to … Continue reading

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The Pancake Threaders Stance

Complex is the typical Pancake Threaders’ stance Complex the steppings with complex treadings Complex the weavings with complex threadings Complex their roles for who’s to play lead and who’s to pay heed Complex, the structure of a typical Pancake Threaders’ … Continue reading

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His Sister’s New Boyfriend

Robby sat back in his sister Lisa’s armchair and watched. He didn’t much rate Lisa’s new boyfriend. A bit fly, a trumpeter. Robby had already clocked the tree. “Where’d yer get that?” “I have contacts.” Hmm. Now he was doling … Continue reading

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Raised Against Us

We numbered only a third of when we started; the journey had eaten us, taken our strength, yet strengthened our purpose. As we crested the hill, we saw our destination. A planned town, built in cruciform, four gates opening to … Continue reading

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What I Mean…

Philology? No, morphology. Not phenomenology? No, and neither physiology. So, not anatomy nor neurology? You’re thinking only of biology. Ah, geology then, like… geochronology? No. Not even geomorphology. None of that is what I mean by morphology. 37 words, written … Continue reading

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The Curse

You cannot imagine how it is to live for so long not knowing why you remain young while others age, not knowing why you live while others die. Then the memory returns. It doesn’t come to you slowly, piece by … Continue reading

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In Athens

In Athens the citizens gathered at the ecclesia to discuss and agree a solution to the increasing problem of their laws. Passed by word of mouth and laced with blood feuds, impossible to track and to apply with justice. Word … Continue reading

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